One Day Later...

That afternoon, the sun shone brightly and a gentle breeze blew.

During the free activity period at the preschool department of Jiangcheng Superpower School, the little ones were scattered in twos and threes in the classroom.

Some were playing with building blocks, some were drawing, and some were huddled together whispering.

In the corner of the classroom, Lingdang and Lin Wanwan were squatting on the ground, their heads close together, whispering to each other into a small notebook.

These two little girls have recently become fascinated with "space observation".

Every day, they had to measure the lines they had drawn before, record the data, and draw charts, making them look like two little scientists.

"Look here, the distance has increased again today."

Lin Wanwan pointed to the values ​​recorded in the notebook, her little face as serious as if she were attending an international academic conference.

"It's 0.3 centimeters longer than yesterday."

Lingdang leaned closer to take a look and nodded: "So our experiment is fine, Jiangcheng is indeed getting bigger!"

"No." Lin Wanwan held up one finger.

"It's not about getting bigger, it's about spatial stretching. These are two completely different concepts."

Bell blinked: "What's the difference?"

Lin Wanwan opened her mouth, then fell silent.

She realized she couldn't explain it clearly.

"Anyway... it's just different!" she finally managed to say.

Bell nodded as if she understood, deciding to stop dwelling on the matter.

"So what do we do next? Keep measuring?"

"Of course." Lin Wanwan closed the notebook, her purple eyes sparkling with excitement.

"This is a major discovery that will go down in history! We have to write it down so we can write our memoirs when we grow up!"

The bell was stunned by her grand vision.

Writing a memoir?

She was only six years old, and she was already thinking about writing her memoirs?

Wanwan's vision is truly unmatched by ordinary people.

Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard a commotion coming from the classroom doorway.

"Who are you? What right do you have to push someone!"

"So what if I push it away?"

"you--!"

The bell raised its head and looked towards the door.

A crowd had gathered at the classroom door, making a lot of noise, as if someone was arguing.

She tugged at Lin Wanwan's sleeve: "Wanwan, it seems there's been an incident at the door."

Lin Wanwan also raised her head and frowned as she looked over there: "The noise is disturbing my peaceful cultivation."

Lingdang stood up and looked over there, just in time to see Lin Weiwei squeezing out of the crowd, her face a little pale.

She quickly waved, "Weiwei! Over here!"

Lin Weiwei saw them and ran over, panting, saying, "Something terrible has happened! Zhang Yu is fighting with someone!"

Bell was taken aback: "With whom?"

"That Li Hao from the top class!" Lin Weiwei said, "The one whose dad is the head of student affairs!"

The bell rang.

Li Hao.

A fairly well-known figure in the preschool.

It wasn't because he was particularly powerful, but because his father was the head of the junior high school's academic affairs office and an A-level superhuman.

It's said that its rank is quite high, around 200th, and it can control flames.

Relying on his father, Li Hao acted like a tyrant in the preschool, and no one dared to mess with him.

"How did they start fighting?" Bell asked.

Lin Weiwei hugged her bubble wand, her little face showing a hint of nervousness.

"I...I'm not really sure either...it seems like someone from the top class next door was bullying one of the boys in our class. It was that chubby kid who got deliberately pushed over. Zhang Yu saw it and just rushed over..."

Bell frowned.

She knew that Little Fatty was Zhang Yu's underling.

Although Zhang Yu usually acts arrogantly, as if he's the best in the world, he genuinely protects his underlings.

Last time, when Xiao Pang was bullied by another class, Zhang Yu rushed over and fought with them without saying a word. In the end, he was taken to the teacher's office and scolded for an entire afternoon.

I expect it will be the same again this time.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

Lin Wanwan and Lin Weiwei followed behind.

As I walked to the door, I saw Zhang Yu standing in the center of the crowd.

Standing opposite me was a tall, thin little boy in a red uniform, with his chin held high and a smug look on his face.

Several students from the top classes were standing nearby, looking on with expressions of anticipation.

On Zhang Yu's side, Little Fatty was hiding in the back, with a red mark on his face, as if he had been pushed and bumped his head.

"Li Hao," Zhang Yu's voice was low, like the rumble of thunder before a storm.

"I'll say it again, apologize to my little brother."

Li Hao scoffed, "Apologize? Why should I apologize? He was blocking my way, so what if I pushed him? What's wrong with a weakling like you, going to school?"

Zhang Yu clenched his fists.

Bell glanced at the two people's spiritual power.

Zhang Yu, 46 points.

Li Hao, 67 points.

It's more than twenty points off.

Moreover, Li Hao's sequence number is 213, which allows for fire control, a significant improvement over Zhang Yu's 822.

How do we fight this?

She was about to say something to persuade him when Zhang Yu had already made his move.

He lunged straight at Li Hao!

Bell: "..."

Don't bother trying to persuade me, it's too late.

Li Hao was clearly taken aback by Zhang Yu's audacity, and paused for a moment before quickly recovering, taking a step back and pushing with both hands—

"call!"

A fist-sized ball of flame shot out from his palm and splattered towards Zhang Yu's face!

The children around gasped in surprise.

Zhang Yu suddenly turned his head, and flames flew past his ear.

A few strands of hair were singed and curled up, emitting a burnt smell.

But he didn't stop.

He continued to charge forward.

Li Hao set off two more fires. Zhang Yu dodged left and right, his clothes getting burned with several small holes, but he didn't stop.

In the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Li Hao and punched him in the face!

Li Hao hurriedly raised his hand to block, but Zhang Yu's punch was powerful and heavy, causing him to stagger back several steps.

"You fucking—" Li Hao steadied himself, his face showing anger, "You're asking for it, aren't you!"

He pushed forward with both hands at the same time, and a ball of flame twice the size of the previous one burst out!

Zhang Yu couldn't dodge in time and could only cover his face with his arms.

Flames scorched him, burning the cuffs of his school uniform black and leaving red marks on his skin.

But he gritted his teeth and charged forward through the flames!

Then--

"Sizzle!"

A faint electric current shot out from his body, traveling along the point of contact between the two and directly to Li Hao!

Li Hao shuddered, and the flames in his hand instantly went out.

"You—!" He stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity and punched him in the stomach.

"Ugh!" Li Hao bent over, his face turning bright red.

It was quiet all around.

Then Li Hao's underlings exploded.

"Li Hao!"

"Boss, are you alright?!"

"Zhang Yu, you fucking dare to lay a hand on me?!"

Zhang Yu was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on Li Hao, who was hunched over. Li Hao's school uniform was burned and torn, and there were several black marks on his face from the smoke.

But he stood there.

Once Li Hao recovered, he straightened up, and his expression changed from pain to rage.

"Fine," he gritted his teeth, "you've got guts."

He raised his hand, and flames began to gather in his palm again.

It's bigger than before.

Zhang Yu's pupils contracted slightly.

He had almost exhausted all his mental energy to release that electric current.

Don't be fooled by the fact that you managed to paralyze the gold-eating rat last time. That was only because the rat was trapped in a pipe, and the current was amplified several times because it was conducted through metal.

If it were replaced with a direct, offensive electric current, that was already his limit.

His mind was buzzing, his mental energy was almost depleted, and he couldn't withstand another blow.

But he did not back down.

He stood there, staring at Li Hao, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Come on."

Li Hao's flames grew larger and larger, and the people around him began to shrink back, afraid of being caught in the blast.

"That's enough!"

A crisp, angry voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was stunned.

Li Hao was also stunned and turned to look at the source of the sound.

The crowd automatically parted to make way.

Bell stood there, her little face flushed red, her golden eyes filled with anger.

She was wearing a pink and white tracksuit, and her golden hair was tied into two small braids, making her look like an adorable doll.

But at this moment, the doll was glaring angrily at Li Hao.

Li Hao frowned: "Who are you?"

"I'm his deskmate!" Lingdang said angrily.

"You've gotten addicted to bullying others, haven't you? You were the one who pushed our classmate first, so why should Zhang Yu apologize?"

Li Hao paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Oh, here comes a busybody?" He looked the bell up and down.

"How much mental strength do you have? How dare you challenge me here?"

Bell opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to answer.

She can't say she has 26 points—even though after fission it's 676, but she can't say that.

She couldn't say she was weak—that would be too cowardly.

After hesitating for a while, she finally blurted out, "None of your business!"

Li Hao: "..."

The children watching nearby: "..."

This counterattack is truly... powerless.

Li Hao's laughter grew even more arrogant: "Fine, you won't tell me, huh? Then I won't ask. I'll just ask you one question: do you know who my father is?"

Bell blinked: "Your dad?"

"My dad is Li Gang!"

Li Hao raised his chin, looking smug.

"The head of the junior high school's academic affairs office is an A-level ability user! Who in this school dares to mess with me?"

A murmur rippled through the crowd.

The head of the junior high school's academic affairs office is someone you really can't afford to offend.

Zhang Yu's expression changed, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Seeing his smug expression, Lingdang was furious.

She hates this kind of nepotism the most.

"So," Li Hao said with a grin, arms crossed, "what are you going to do? Fight me?"

Bell stared at him, then suddenly—

She took out her phone and watch and quickly pressed a few buttons.

Li Hao was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Lingdang held the phone to her ear, her eyes still fixed on Li Hao.

Three seconds later, the call was connected.

"Hey, Auntie! Someone's bullying me!"

Li Hao: "???"

The surrounding students were stunned.

What... what kind of operation is this?

Li Hao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You're calling for help, huh?" He laughed so hard he could barely stand. "Go ahead and call! Let's see who you can call!"

He straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and looked arrogant.

"My dad's Li Gang! A Level A superhuman! Who in this school can do anything to me?"

Lingdang stared at him without saying a word, but gripped her phone even tighter.

Li Hao continued smugly, "Whoever you called, they'd have to be incredibly polite to my dad! What's the point of calling them? To make them kneel down too?"

The students around them looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Hao's father is indeed the dean of students, an A-level superhuman, and carries a lot of weight at the school. Even if this girl calls for help, she probably can't do anything about it.

The call was answered quickly.

"Feed? Bell?" Li Yu's voice came from the other end. "What's wrong?"

Bell took a deep breath and then shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Auntie! Someone is bullying me!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Li Yu's voice turned serious: "Where are you? Who bullied you?"

"At school!" Bell said. "There's this guy named Li Hao who bullies our classmates and even threatens us!"

"I'll be right there."

The phone hangs up.

It was quiet all around.

Lingdang continued to glare at Li Hao.

Li Hao felt a little uncomfortable under her glare, but he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor.

"What are you glaring at me for? Wait till the people you called arrive, then we'll see how they handle this!"

He crossed his arms and looked disdainful.

"I'd like to see who you can call. I know all the A-level students in this school. My dad, and two others, I've never heard of any of them having a niece studying here."

He paused, then added, "As for those two specially hired S-level instructors, what are their status? Their children are definitely sent to study in big cities like Beijing. How could they still be in Jiangcheng, just ordinary students in an honors class?"

He spoke eloquently, and his underlings nodded in agreement.

"Exactly!"

"Li Hao is right!"

"What are you pretending for? Who are you trying to scare?"

Bell ignored them and just stood there waiting.

Zhang Yu, standing beside her, whispered, "Lingdang, did you really call for help?"

"Um."

"Who are you calling?"

"My aunt."

Zhang Yu was taken aback: "Is your aunt... very capable?"

Bell thought for a moment.

Li Yu, S-rank, consciousness cutting, specially appointed instructor at Jiangcheng Superpower School.

That's pretty impressive, right?

"It's alright," she said modestly.

Zhang Yu was skeptical, but didn't ask any more questions.

Li Hao waited for a long time, but no one came, so he started to show off again.

"What, did your aunt crawl here? So slow!"

Lingdang glanced at him but didn't say anything.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

Everyone turned to look.

Then, everyone's expression froze.

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